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Missy Elliott

[Busta Rhymes]There's only one God sonny, and there ain't no replacementAnd anybody thinking different just get locked in the basementYou know we had to touch the beat cause the track is dope, niggaAnd throw some bullet's at you the size of cantaloupes, niggaA lot of niggas rolling around like they can't get touchedEven the pope know to stay in bullet proof Benz trucksFlipmode up in this bitch, ya niggas know we on fireWe hang niggas like old sneakers from telephone wires

[50 Cent]Uh YeahNow Missy she too much for meShe took me to to the crib man, she told meNow my baby mama I told her ass not to beat meHer broke ass wanna fight, Missy know how to treat meShe sitting on cash, she got money out the assGave her them back shots and got money out her assNow you can see me in the coupe like what!Next time I'll hit her in that G5 truck!I've got the magic stick, I can go for hoursFrom the bed to the floor, to the sink to the showerWith her back to the bed and her legs to the skyI can go hard, know why, big girls don't cryI had visions of Missy with her money by the tubChing! Ching! Jackpot, I think I'm in loveI'm looking for Missy now so I can get my back rubbedThis the shit she hollered in my ear before we left the club

[Busta Rhymes]I wish that t-bone was 6 0 for the big hoes hahaNo if you the star stick mode the flip modeBLAH~Old ladies Luve Busta Bustthis sucks,jighewine ready to blast, shoot it out yo asssmack that ass, Grab, that trickpull a stunt, is that yo bitch?

[Missy]If you're a fly gyal, get your nails doneGet a pedicure, get your hair didBoy lift it up, lets make a toast-ahLets get drunk, its gon bring us clos-ahDon't I look like a Halle Berry post-ah?See them Belvedere playin tricks on yaGirlfriend wanna be like me nev-ahYou won't find a bitch that's even bett-ahI make it hot as Las Vegas weath-ahListen up close while I take you backwards("Watch the way Missy like to take it backwards")I'm not a prostitute but I can give you whatchu wantI love your braids and your mouth full of funkLove the way my ass ba-bump ba-bump bumpKeep your eyes on my ba-bump ba-bump bumpAnd think you can handle this ga-donk ga-donk donkTake my thong off and my ass go boomCut the lights off so you see what I can do

[Verse 6: Missy]Boys, boys, all type of boysBlack, white, Puerto Rican, Chinese boys? thanga thang, ? thanga thangGirls, girls, get that cashIf its 9 to 5 or shaking ya assAin't no shame ladies, do your thingJust make sure you ahead of the gameJust cause I got a lot of fame sup-ahPrince couldn't get me change my name papaKunta Kinte, enslave a game, no sirPicture black saying, "Oh yessuh massa"Picture Lil' Kim dating a pastorMinute man, big men can outlast yaWho is the best? I don't have to ask yaWhen I come out, you won't even matt-ahWhy you act dumb like ughhh, duhSo you act dumb like ughhh, duhAnd the drummer boy go pa-rum pa-pum pumGive ya some some some of this Cinnabon